Ning Qing was woken up by her mother early in the morning.
When she got out of bed and washed up, she saw father ning, who had not gone to work.
"Dad, why didn't you go to work today?"
Mother ning froze.
Father ning's face was stern. As usual, he did not have a good temper.
"Is it your business whether I go to work or not? Mind your own business."
Ning Qing licked her lips and went into the kitchen to get breakfast.
She quite liked the plain fish congee.
It was just that after two bites, her stomach felt uncomfortable.
She covered her mouth and retched twice.
Her actions were seen by her parents, and their faces fell.
"Qing Qing, what's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"
Ning Qing shook her head and patted her chest.
After a while, the feeling of wanting to vomit disappeared.
Seeing this, father ning gave mother ning a look.
"Qingqing," mother ning called out slowly.
"What's wrong, mom?"
